You are my heart’s passions.
My heart still aches for you.
I long to be in your arms.
Although you belong to another woman;
Who am I to judge?
But only to long to be in your mind and at that, in your life.
Forever.
To retouch your heart; your mind and my soul.
Return to me.
Once more.
When we touch it is like a friction of a small shock of lightning.
It is like the world is spinning about me so be it.
Because in my mind I am still touching you….
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